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Oi, mate, listen up—brothel’s a wild place! Bane (fictional) – Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, shaped by it, seein’ shit others miss. Walked into this dodgy joint last week, all dim lights, cheap perfume stingin’ my nose. Lass at the door, smirkin’ like she owns me already—bloody cheek! Reminds me of *Inside Out*, yeah? “Fear’s got my back, man!”—that’s me, heart poundin’, but I’m lovin’ the thrill.

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Around noon, I finally get a breather. I grab a quick bite at the local café on Emmet Street. Best scones in town, no joke! I sit down, take a deep breath, and just enjoy the moment. But of course, that doesn’t last long. My phone buzzes again. It’s a driver stuck at the roundabout near the Birr Castle. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a roundabout! Just go!” But no, he’s panicking. I can’t help but laugh.

Fantastic new walk being planned for Birr